My Japanese Wife
by Jack
Copyright© 2025 by Jack
Erotica Sex Story: The narrator recounts a recurring dream involving his wife and his friend...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Cuckold Wife Watching Group Sex Oriental Male Oriental Female Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism Big Breasts Size .
A Husband’s True Account:
This is a true story that happened to my wife, whom I will name Miho, and my good friend, whom I will name T for the sake of their anonymity. Miho is very small, only four foot eleven, but she has and still has a killer body, large full breasts, and a great ass. Miho is one of the Japanese ladies you see who has pale white skin. Whiter really than most white girls I have been with.
She has a very round, classic Japanese face and beauty; however, she is anything but a typical Japanese girl. I am white and five foot ten inches, but my penis is something I have always worried about because it is a little less than four inches long fully erect. Before I met Miho, I had served in the military and couldn’t help but notice in the showers that I had the smallest penis in the barracks.
Maybe the fact that it was pointed out to me on more than one occasion didn’t help; but, it was and never has been that big of a deal to me, and maybe that is how I ended up with such a small wife. I guess I should start off with a little background. When I first met the girl Miho, who was later to become my wife, we were both at university. She was eighteen, and I was twenty-five. Miho was in her first year and was from Japan. I found out that she had grown up in a small town in southern Japan and that her parents were farmers.
We dated for a couple of weeks before we had sex, and I was shocked to find out that she had been a virgin. I had been around before attending university, but I had never actually been with a virgin, and until I met Miho, I had never dated a Japanese. I quickly fell in love with her, and within a period of sixteen months, we were married in Japan. I took a job at a school there teaching English, and within a year of marriage, we had a child.
It was sometime just after the birth of our son that I began to notice a recurring dream which always aroused me to the point of waking me from my sleep. At that time, Miho was still breastfeeding our son, and her breasts had swollen from a nice 34 to what must have easily been a DD because she had some trouble finding a bra to fit her in Japan. She soon had to purchase American bras at a store in a nearby city that carried a wide assortment of American and British goods.
In my dream, my best friend in Japan, Dai-ichi, would stop by to visit me only to find I was at work. Miho would invite him in and serve him tea and snacks while they waited for me to come home. About that time, my son would awake and need feeding. Miho would bring him to the sofa and breast-feed him while Dai-ichi would pretend to watch TV.
In the dream, he would eventually comment on how happy the baby was at feeding. Then, he would ask her if she had ever tasted her breast milk. Miho would then tell him that she had but only once and that she was surprised because it was so sweet. He would seem interested in that and say that he would have expected it to be more like store-bought milk. Then, in my dream, Miho would put our now sleeping son to bed, and she would ask Dai-ichi if he would like to taste. Of course, I would then walk in to find him sucking at her breasts, and she would be flushed red and in a near-orgasmic state.
That is usually when I would wake up and be in serious need of my wife. It is strange because before this time, I was always a very possessive lover with any girl or woman I had ever dated. It shamed and worried me to have such a dream and to be so obviously aroused by the thought of it. I was a very confused young man in those days.
This dream went on for a few weeks before Miho asked me during an intense bout of midnight sex what I was always dreaming about to always cause me to wake up in such a state. I remember being in such a state that I began to whisper all the details of my dream in her ear.
I quickly realized that she was not nearly as turned on by the thought as I was when she pushed me off her and began crying. She soon became so angry with me that we did not have sex for over a week, which, given our normal once or twice a day, was a shock to me. For all that time, she silently pouted about the apartment and would slap my hand away from even the most innocent of gestures, like handholding.
The raging storm clouds were almost visible above her lovely head. I soon became very concerned that I had ruined my marriage and that I may soon lose my beautiful wife. Countless times every day, I would apologize and beg her forgiveness to no effect. Then, suddenly, one night and for the first time in our relationship, she initiated sex. Of course, I was so relieved that I swore to myself I would never have, let alone even mention, such a thought ever again.
After that, Miho and I returned to ‘normal,’ and the sex was great. Then, one night while we were lying in bed after a great bout, she asked me, almost absentmindedly, about the dream and if I was still having it. I was shocked and scared shitless because I had had that same dream earlier that very night. The fear of losing her was so powerful that I lied and told her that I was quite certain that I had put all of that behind me.
She shocked me yet again by saying that she was sorry for having been so angry about my fantasy. She told me she had gone to the library and found several good books about sexual fantasies and that she now felt very guilty about the way she had responded to what I had said.
She went on to tell me that no matter what my fantasies were, she wanted to know them and that they could become a part of our sex lives because they were only words after all. I remember jokingly asking her if she was trying to trap me somehow, and she kissed me and assured me that she loved me and wanted to know everything about me.
Not long after that, the dream entered our sex life. She soon told me, though, that while Dai-ichi was handsome, she was not sexually interested in him at all. I asked her who did, and she told me about a boy she had attended school with. Someone I had never met. She told me they had never dated but that they rode the same train to school every morning and that she had been told by a girl they both knew that he liked her.
She told me about how she wished she had let him fuck her while we made love, and I noticed that she was very excited by the thought of him while my cock was in her that she soon came in rapid succession. The fantasy was now openly shared between us.
Two years later, Miho and I planned a visit to Mobile, Alabama, which is where I am from. My parents had never seen the baby and were constantly begging us to bring him over for a visit. It was a great vacation, and my mother offered to keep our son so we could take a trip to New Orleans for a couple of days so I could visit my best friend, T, and his wife. Miho had never met them and was also eager to visit the internationally famous city.
T was about three years older than me, and even though we had not been as close as we once were because after high school I joined the military and T got married and moved to New Orleans, we had always kept in touch. In school, T and I would double date and had often fucked girls in my car— me and my girl in the front and he and his date in the back. We had even taken turns on a girl once. We had brought her to T’s parents’ house, and because no one was home but us, we drank all of his dad’s beer and soon he had her in his room while I watched TV. He soon came out and asked me if I wanted to see if she’d let me fuck her. I remember going into the dark room where she was lying in his bed.
I remember they used condom on the floor next to his bed, and I remember her letting me fuck her while T watched TV in the living room. Later on, I had a girlfriend that he bet me he could fuck. I took him up on it, and one night at a party, we got her alone together. While he didn’t get to fuck her, she did let him hump her through his underwear while I sucked her tits.
She was the daughter of a really white Southern family, and she had really gotten off on letting T, who was black, almost fuck her. She kept saying that she’d never done this with a black guy before. The sad part was that T could not hold back and within a couple of minutes had blown his load in his skivvies. Soon after that, T met a red-headed Canadian girl named Jane who was working in a bar in Florida. She was soon pregnant, and they married. My girlfriend and I broke up, and I joined the Army.
When we got to T’s house, I was surprised how welcomed we were made to feel. Jane was a great wife and mother, and she and T already had three kids. She was pregnant with another. Say what you want about Catholics, but we know what needs to be done. Jane and Miho prepared a great meal while T and I watched the Saints game on TV and downed a few beers. The night passed, and soon Miho and I were driving back to our motel.
En route, Miho suddenly reached over and grabbed my cock in her hand. I was immediately rock hard, and she proceeded to unzip me and give me a hand job while I drove. While she jerked on my little friend, she told me what a good-looking guy T was and how Jane seemed to really love his cock. Back at our motel room, we fucked three times that night as it became more and more apparent that Miho was hot for T.
The next morning we fucked again, and while we were, I told her I was going to bring T back to the hotel room to fuck her brains out that night. Of course, it was only talk. Miho knew it also because I had no idea if T was even really interested in Miho, but it led to some incredible sex. Later that day, we met Jane at a nearby mall, and we all took turns trying to keep the children entertained. T was at work and wouldn’t be home until about eight that night, but Miho and I had a blast playing aunt and uncle, and Jane seemed to appreciate having some kind of a break, even though she was right there with us.
That night, they phoned after work and asked if we would like to come over, but Miho was exhausted from the kids and the sightseeing, so I declined. Miho urged me to phone him back and to go out and enjoy being with my old friend. After all, she reminded me we would be going back to Alabama the next day and then returning to Japan soon after that.
I phoned him back, and he was happy I had changed my mind. He told me he would be by in an hour to pick me up. After I hung up the phone, I teased Miho and told her T was going to fuck her tonight. We had a short but intense quickie, and I left the room with her naked and nearly passed out from exhaustion on the bed. I later found out that neither of us really thought the fantasy might actually come true.
T took me to a favorite hangout of his, and soon we were laughing and cutting up like two kids again. We soon decided to visit one of the many strip clubs of that fine city, and soon neither of us was feeling much pain. T began to complain about his marriage. He told me that he loved Jane and he felt certain that she loved him, but they rarely had sex more often than once or twice a month and that he was at the breaking point. He told me that there was a lady at work that he knew wanted him but that he couldn’t bring himself to cheating yet.
He wanted my opinion, if it would actually be cheating if his needs were not being met and if I thought oral sex was actually sex. Actually, I almost felt he was begging my permission to fuck this woman he knew. I let him know that it seemed fair and that I would likely do the same thing if I were in his situation. I also told him that even though I would do that, I felt he should never let it get to the point where he would consider leaving Jane for the other woman. Then he changed the subject by asking me about Miho and our sex life and told me he was happy to hear that I didn’t have the same problem he was having.
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